Bye, My Irresistible Love

Caroline’s POV: 

After breakfast, Charles drove me back to the company.

Along the way, I didn’t even glance at him and just focus on the scenery outside the window. Suddenly, my phone rang, breaking the silence in the car.

I glanced at the screen and saw that Diego was calling. I rejected the call, but he soon called again. Charles pressed his lips and slowly pulled over. I looked at him, visibly confused. 

“Why’d you stop the car?” He took my ringing phone away from my hand and pressed the answer key. His face was sullen and tense. He looked like he wanted to fight someone. 

“If you don’t want to be fired, never call her again!” His voice was frightening and was enough to send shivers down anyone’s spine.

Thereafter, he ended the phone call. I looked at him with a blank stare. I couldn’t understand why he was being so hostile against Diego. 

“Charles, why did you threaten him?” 

“What do you mean? Why would I need to intimidate him?” Charles cast me a cold glance and spoke in a disdainful tone.

His firm attitude dampened my courage to go against him, and I felt uncomfortable.

For as long as I’d come back as Caroline, he had always been kind to me. But lately, he was getting more and more irritable. These days, his temper was volatile. After we arrived at the company, he pulled over the car. He held the steering wheel with both hands, sullen and silent.

I unfastened my seatbelt, ready to get off the car. But then, he stopped me. 

“Caroline.” 

“What?” I asked, annoyed by his cold attitude towards me. Because of how sad I was of how he treated me, I was distancing myself from him as well.

“Do you like him?” he answered, looking into my eyes.

I was stunned for a moment. I stared back at him as anger surged in my heart. 

who I like? If I love someone else, I wouldn’t have agreed to tus proposal!

so annoyed

other women outside of our relationship. Do not lump

you,” Charles countered with a frown

other men Have you forgotten already? Simon courted you, seemingly out of love. But in truth, he had an uiter

angry that my blood pressure soured. I felt a dull pain coming from my lower abdomen. Thereafter, I

to vent my anger, so I took out my phone and sent Charles a message.

tonight. I don’t want to see

texted him several other messages just to alleviate

the office chair, tears streamed down my cheeks like beads from a broken necklace. I sulked for what

with someone else? Besides, I only see Diego while I’m at work! From the very beginning, Charles has never trusted me. He always has it out for me,’ I complained inwardly. Right after work,

so I made an appointment with Icey and Nina at Starlight Restaurant. Once the

bad mood. Did Charles upset you again?” Icey asked, holding her chin. Nina, on the other hand, took a sip of her wine and slammed it on the

days since the proposal and he’s already upset you. Men

upset.” I lowered my head while casually stirring the soup in my

brought tears to my eyes. Just then, a knock on the door interrupted our conversation. All three of us glanced at the door at the same time and saw a man smiling at us. He stood at the door, holding a glass of red wine. Janet stood outside the door beside the man and said, “Mrs. Moore, Mr.

The man walked in and said, “Mrs. Moore, I’m Bill Carter. We met here a few days ago. Do you remember?

me who he was. I smiled and asked, “What

invited Mr. Moore for dinner that day, he refused me. His secretary said that he wanted to have dinner with his wife. I thought it was just an excuse. And when I met him here later, I asked those beautiful women I brought to invite Mr. Moore for a drink. I thought that alcohol and women were the best tools to use to ensure our cooperation. But now, I realize that I was wrong. After that night, Mr. Moore wished to cut all ties with me. Only then did I realize what kind of mistake that I’ve made. Mr. Moore is a true gentleman. He’s different from the rest of us.” Bill appeared to be

story. Seeing that I wouldn’t respond or react, Bill’s voice became

 “Based on what you just told us, you should apologize to Charles, not Caroline. Why are you apologizing to her?” usted

was my mistake. But I do hope that you won’t get at me for it, Mrs. Moore. How about this? I’ll punish myself by drinking three glasses of wine

The one followed behind him was probably his assistant, who umedistuly poured

in total, Bill looked at me and said to the person beside him, “Fill it

Mr Carter, There’s no need for you to drink any more. However, I can’t make a decision on Charles’

let you ladies have your dinner. See you again next

nodded, giving us an awkward

Charles As I recalled what had

the door opened and I heard a